chapter 3

Isabella’s pov

Walking into my penthouse, I see the bios looking around amazed like they never seen anything like it, which I highly doubt seeing as their in the mafia. Walking into the living room that has open windows that you can see the city from. I told them to sit down while I packed.

Walking into my bedroom, I take out the 2 duffle bags I have and pack my clothes, guns, and electronics into them. I took the bag from the back of my closet, which had my assassin's clothes and weapons in it. After half an hour, I walk downstairs.

Standing in the living room door, I catch their conversation.

"What do you think she's like?"

"I hope she's not spoilt."

"Should we take a look around?"

Jesus christ. Im far from spoiled. I've worked for everything I have. Deciding I heard enough I walked I forgetting about the cigarette in my mouth."Let's go, shall we?"

"Why are you smoking? You're only 16?"

"Holy shit have we another Lorenzo on our hands? Uhh, i thought one was enough, " oldie and Alessandro said at the same time. If u guessed Alessandro said the second one, you're correct.

"Honestly, just do it to take the edge off. Can we go now?" I replied tiredly.

"Sure, you can get some sleep on the plane if you like." Matteo replied.

"Ya probably not. Wait, I need to call my friend before we leave. Can I do that now and we can go after?" In reality, I need to call my second in command and tell him I'm moving. But I do need to tell my two best friends.

"Ya sure, take your time. Also, how many cars do you have, and I'll ship them?" Oldie asked. Ya, matteo's new name is gonna be oldie it suits him.

"Em...I've 3 cars two motorbikes. Is that okay?" I have way more, but I won't tell him that I'll get my assistant to ship the rest to the house I have in Italy.

Alessandro’s pov

I watched my sorella leave the room to make her phone calls. I saw her spying on us when we were talking about her. But what surprised me was the cigarette in her mouth. She looked like it was an everyday thing, but she said just to take the edge off, which worries me.

I know when we get home we will have the emotional two which is Luca and Vincenzo, and then the 2, Lorenzo and Leonardo the twins, which will give her a hard time but they mean well.

She seems guarded. She never shows emotion, and that scares me. I think dad and I are thinking the same thing. What did she go through? And not knowing is scaring me. It could be anything. The body that we got sent, we all thought that it was her proves that.

I wonder what our family will think of her being home. But honestly, I think we need to let her settle in before we tell them because knowing them, they would barge into our house trying to see her again. She was only 2 when she was kidnapped from our home, and it was the sadest day ever. On her 2nd birthday, she was took from us.

The family has never been the same since everyone turned cold because she was the light in everyones eyes, she was the only one to make our Nonno smile. There was never a laugh or smile since she was taken. When the body was sent to us, it completely destroyed us.

When she comes back 30 minutes later, we all head to the car. When we got in, I took a good look at my sorella. Looking at her eyes, I can't tell what she thinks about this. I want to know what she's thinking and how she feels. I don't want her to be scared of us. Thinking about it, she's 5'5 and was all over 6 feet tall she's so short and cute, but it also looks like she could kill me and that is bad coming from the Italian mafia don.

I hope the boys have her room ready and they haven't painted it bright pink cause I feel like she'd rip her eyes out of the sockets or wait maybe she'd run instead all I know is she seems like the type of person who hates bright colours.

After half an hour of watching her we arrived at the airport. We got onto our private black jet. I hope isabella sleeps on the plane she looks dead, almost as if she hasn't slept in a week, but considering that this is a new environment for her, I don't think she will.

She looks like the type of person who would put you in place, but I think we all need a person to do that for us, especially Luca and Lorenzo. Luca is always drinking while Lorenzo does drugs. They were both super close to her, even me. Lorenzo was hit hard because he blamed himself. He saw our "mother" take her away and tried stopping her, but he was only 4 at the time. There wasn't much he could do. No one blames him, but he thinks we do no matter how much we tell him we're not. And then tragedy struck he was taken from us a couple years back by the Russians but someone from the inside helped us but we don't know who they are all we know is they go by the number 001. Lorenzo went mute after the kidnapping were not sure if he refuses to speak because of trauma or fully mute because of it. All I know is I want my happy brother back

An hour into the flight, I look at Isabella to see she is struggling to keep her eyes open. I end up moving to the seat beside her.

"Hey Isabella," I said softly, not wanting to scare her.

"Hey, you okay? She replied tiredly.

"Ya. How are you feeling?" I asked, looking at her tired face. "If you're tired, I can bring you a blanket, or there's a bed in the back if you like?"

"Em, I'll be fine. Can I ask you a question?" She seemed hesitant.

"You did, but you know u can ask me anything. You don't have to be afraid," I knew she had some questions, but I know she won't ask everything.

"What are the others like?" She seemed almost scared of what I'd reply. "Like is there any I should be worried about?"

"So I'm the oldest as you know if you have any problems you come to me or dad. Then you have Vincenzo he's the mama bear and health nut of the family, then you have Lorenzo and Leonardo the twins they are hot headed and have anger issues. And to be honest, they will give you a hard time, but they mean well. Lastly, we have Luca, your twin he's very emotional and loves physical contact, which I will warn him about seeing as you don't seem to like it." I tell her truthfully.

"Wait, so I have a twin? So, follow up question who's older me or Luca?" She asked after a minute or two.

"Yes, you have a twin, and believe it or not, you're older." I see a slight smile.

"At least I am not the youngest." She mumbled

After 10 minutes she put in her earphones and fell asleep on my shoulder and that's when dad came up to us Isabella stirred but she fell back asleep as he sat across from us staring almost as if he was jealous of me and Isabella.

50 minutes later, the plane landed in Italy, and after talking about it, dad and I agreed to leave Isabella asleep, and we would wake her up 5 minutes away from our house, her new home.

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